I find it hard to start writing an article right now. My mind just don’t function well. I’m looking for an inspiration for my consciousness to start grinding words to take off from my dusty brain. I just can’t begin a sensible and familiar topic to talk about. So, I’ve made up my mind to just copy paste one of my works from my previous wordpress website. I made a little correction along the way while reviewing it. It’s a poem for children.
THE BALLOON, AND THE CHILD’S WISH
he tossed a balloon into the air
it flew up as he made a blank stare
it went up, up, up, and then away
until it hid behind the clouds of gray
he wondered what has happened to it
when it continued to soar like a fighter jet
would it reach Heaven and be on the list
as one of the angels that ever exist
when would it come down and land on the lawn
would it take time just before the break of dawn
would it still be round and clean and without dirt
or would it be full of craters like the moon of the earth
he didn’t know the answer so he did just wait
he’ll be there at the window to rest its fate
did it reach Heaven, did St. Peter made a plea
he just wished and said, “His Rooster will bring it back to me…”
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